I will be glad when I am done with Dragonbreath–62 done, 18 to go!–but I wonder how long it will be before I can stand the thought of cute narrative art again, or whether I will be painting beautiful meaningless fish for weeks as a kind of balm for a severely chafed narrative Muse.

All I know is that I tend to start these late at night when I should probably be sleeping.

Klimt’s Fish IV 

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